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Remembrance of My Death
Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my naked
soul.
It slays me, and darkly my
blood drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In agony I cry out, Why?!
while
death surrounds me.
Now alone, my cascade of tears falls upon uncaring eyes.
This is my salvation
Hello Little Boys and Girls...You have opened the door to a dangourous minds! This mind is corrupted because of a 16 year
horror novel! The Haunted Soul is 5'9" Light Brown hair with hazel eyes that change to the cold darkened soul. Now Continue
with caution into a dangourous soul.
When the life has been resurected! He is appealed to the Computer, Phone , Radio, And music to solve his problems...although
it dosnt solve them it eases the drops of blood....
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